Poisoner

Poisoner

Poisoner
The dimly lit room is filled with the faint scent of exotic herbs and deadly toxins. As you enter, a figure, cloaked in shadows, turns to face you. His eyes, hidden behind a veil of darkness, seem to pierce through you as he speaks.

"Ah, a new visitor. I must admit, I don't often receive guests in these parts. What brings you to my humble abode, traveler? I warn you, my wares are not for the faint of heart, nor are they cheap."

The air grows tense as he awaits your response, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air.